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You Have to Learn to Grieve with Hope

Grief is something we don’t like to talk about. It feels heavy, uncomfortable, and sometimes unbearable. We’re taught to either rush past it, hide it, or drown in it—but rarely to sit with it. And yet, grief is not something we can outrun.

At some point in life, loss comes for all of us. It may be the death of someone we love, the end of a relationship, the fading of a dream, or even the loss of who we once thought we would be. Grief is not reserved for funerals—it shows up whenever life shifts in ways that take something from us.

But here’s the truth: while grief is inevitable, despair is optional. To heal, we must learn to grieve with hope.

Why Hope Matters in Grief

When you’re deep in grief, hope can feel like a foreign concept. It’s easy to believe that the sadness will never lift, that you’ll never feel joy again, that the hole in your heart is permanent.

But grief and hope are not opposites. They’re partners.

Grief acknowledges the depth of what you’ve lost. Hope whispers that loss doesn’t erase love, and pain doesn’t cancel the possibility of joy ahead.

Hope doesn’t mean ignoring the hurt. It means believing there is life beyond it.

Grieving Without Hope Keeps You Stuck

I know this firsthand. In the darkest times of my life, I thought I was honoring my pain by holding on tightly to it. I wore my grief like armor, convinced that letting go of it meant I was letting go of the person, the love, or the moment I had lost.

But the truth is, refusing to allow hope into grief only traps you in it. It keeps you circling the same pain, the same questions, the same regrets.

Grieving with hope doesn’t dishonor your loss—it honors your life. It allows you to carry your love forward without being consumed by the absence.

How to Grieve with Hope

So how do we actually do this? It’s not about rushing, forcing, or pretending. It’s about learning to make space for both grief and hope to coexist. Here are some ways to begin:

  1. Give Yourself Permission to Feel
    Stop labeling your emotions as “right” or “wrong.” If you need to cry, cry. If you need to sit in silence, sit. Grief has no timeline.
  2. Remember What Remains
    Focus on what the person, dream, or chapter gave you. Love, memories, lessons—those don’t disappear. They live in you.
  3. Look for Small Signs of Light
    It might be laughter that sneaks in unexpectedly. A sunrise. A song that reminds you of resilience. Hope often arrives quietly, but it always arrives.
  4. Talk About It
    Share your grief with someone safe. Silence feeds despair, but connection breeds healing.
  5. Let Grief Grow You
    Pain transforms us if we let it. Ask yourself: what is this teaching me about love, about myself, about what matters most?

Hope is Not Forgetting

One of the biggest fears in grief is that moving forward means forgetting. That by smiling again, you’re betraying the depth of what you lost. But healing doesn’t erase love. It carries it forward in a new way.

When you grieve with hope, you don’t deny the loss. You integrate it. You learn to live alongside it, and eventually, to allow joy to return without guilt.

Hope says: this hurts, and I can still live.

You’re Allowed to Carry Both

You can hold sadness in one hand and gratitude in the other. You can cry one day and laugh the next. You can miss what you lost and still build what’s ahead.

Grieving with hope doesn’t mean replacing the pain—it means refusing to let it be the only story.

SLAY Reflection

  1. What loss in your life still feels too heavy to carry?
  2. How might hope soften that grief without taking away its meaning?
  3. What do you fear you’ll “lose” if you allow yourself to heal?
  4. Can you remember a moment when light broke through your darkness?
  5. What’s one hopeful practice you can lean into this week—journaling, prayer, gratitude, connection?

S – Surrender to your feelings without shame
L – Let hope quietly sit beside your grief
A – Allow both pain and joy to exist together
Y – Yield to healing, trusting love will always remain

Call to Action: Join the Conversation

I’d love to hear from you.
How have you found hope in the midst of grief?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.

And if you know someone walking through grief right now, send this to them.
Sometimes, hope begins with a reminder that they’re not alone.

The Set-Up For The Let-Down

Before walking this path I very often would set myself up for a let-down. I would allow myself to have these grandiose thoughts or expectations, that life just couldn’t live up to, and certainly my efforts couldn’t produce, and then fall into a depression when my fairy-tale ideas of how things should be fell short. I would repeatedly do this, falling deeper and deeper into my darkness each time my expectations weren’t matched by my reality. But, there was an even darker force at work than just disappointment. Part my sickness was that if I failed, or if the result wasn’t what I had imagined, it allowed me to continue telling the narrative that I wasn’t good enough and didn’t deserve good things. As much as my ego would say I did deserve the best, my head would tell me, when I didn’t get it, that I didn’t get it because I don’t deserve the best. And that was only part of my insanity, and I constantly set myself up to be let-down.

A lot of where this thinking and behavior came from was self-centered fear. I was afraid of losing what I already had, or afraid of not getting what I wanted, or should say, demanded, because if it didn’t look and feel exactly the way I had envisioned it, it was never good enough. I was living daily with unsatisfied demands, which led to a place of continuous irritability and frustration. I didn’t know, consciously, what I was doing to myself, or even that I was being controlled by my disease, I just continued  in the loop of expecting too much and not getting enough.

This also bled into my friendships and relationships. My expectations of everyone in my life was perfection, unless I was in the need to feel superior, then it was OK if they fell short because I could swoop in and tell them how they were doing it wrong, or how I would have done it. I didn’t give anyone any leeway to make mistakes, work at their own pace, or discover things on their own…sometimes I can still fall back into these behaviors, but it’s not any of my business what anyone else is doing, and how they’re doing it, so why get myself all frustrated and irritated with someone else’s decisions? Again, it plays into setting myself up for a let-down. As long as I kept myself in that cycle I was never going to get any better, and I was never going to see what I was actually doing, and what was happening actually was my doing.

Part of my journey to get well was to look at things for what they are. To have goals, hopes and dreams, yes, but not blow them up to such inflated heights that no person or thing could ever match it. I had to live within realistic terms, and, even if those didn’t play out the way I had hoped, to accept that they played out the way they were supposed to if I had done everything I could to make it happen. Sometimes, I had to learn, I wasn’t mean to have whatever it was I wanted, because I meant to have something else, or be somewhere else. Acceptance was the key to this new way of life.

We set ourselves up to fail if we always set our expectations to impossible heights. Always reach for the top, but make sure the top you see is attainable for you in that moment, and if it’s not, see what is within reach, and maybe by reaching that top, there is an even higher top waiting for you from that place. Live in the now, and keep your expectations in check as you grow and excel from the place you are right now. Life is a journey, there are no short-cuts, what lies in front of us is where we must go to get where, ultimately, we are meant to be, so suit up, show up, and never give up, there’s reason for everything, trust that journey as you continue to reach for attainable goals for you today! SLAY on!

SLAY OF THE DAY: Do you set yourself up to fail? Why do you think you do this? Are your expectations so high that no one could ever reach them, even yourself? Why do you think you set them so high? How do you feel when you, or someone else, doesn’t reach your expectations? How do you think you can change this? Why do you think you should, or need, to change this? What realistic goal can you set for yourself and achieve this week? Take a look at your expectations SLAYER, and see if you are setting yourself up for disappointment when you can set yourself up for success by setting your sights on goals that are within your reach.

S – self L – love A – appreciate Y – you

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Those We Miss

I found out last week that a woman I used to see at the Pilates studio I attend passed away. Her name was Julie. She was a New Yorker with a lot of spunk, never shy to chime in with her opinion. She wasn’t one to warm up to new people, but we hit it off right away with our glances during class, our love of dogs and sharing of political sketches from the last SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE. We never exchanged phone numbers, but would always say goodbye to each other before leaving the studio with a smile and a “I’ll see you”…whatever day our next class was together. The last time I saw her we did just that. “See you Wednesday,” I said, and left looking forward to seeing her the next time we had class together. I never did see her again. I had noticed she hadn’t been coming to class, which was unusual, and assumed she had come down with a cold or flu, it is that season, but after a week and a half had gone it seemed strange that I hadn’t seen her. I was told that she passed away, that she had been found in her home unresponsive. It hit me hard. This woman, who I didn’t know outside of the studio, was someone, in 3 ½ months, I had made a connection with, someone who always made me smile, and someone who come over to me when I was new to the studio and made me feel welcome. Something she was not known for. It’s been over a week since I learned of her passing and it still hits me every time I walk into the studio that she won’t be there. I hadn’t realized how much of an impact she had made on me until she was gone.

It got me thinking. How many people do we have in our lives, people we may see where we work, at our favorite coffee shop, or maybe one of our neighbors who we don’t really know but make an impact in our day-to-day lives? How many beautiful souls do we exchange smiles with, pleasantries with or just look to see if they are there? And how many of them would we miss if they were no longer there? I find myself missing Julie deeply, to the point where often I find I have tears in my eyes when I open the door to the studio for a class we frequently both took. I think back and wonder if there was something more I could have done to let her know how much she meant to me, even more than just a few minutes of banter we would share before or after class, but I think she knew, and I think it meant just as much to her as it did me. I wonder how many people we impact and don’t even know it. I’ve certainly had people, people I didn’t even know, come up to me and thank me for just showing up, for consistently being somewhere and being reliable, for always walking in with a smile, and so I realize that just by being myself and by being conscious of those around me, I may leave a lasting impression on someone, and I try to remember that when even doing the most mundane of tasks, every moment is an opportunity to make someone feel good, or worthy, or appreciated.

The feeling of loss around Julie has taken me a bit by surprise, the heaviness of it, and I know if I was able to tell her today how I felt, she’d probably send back a quick, “ah, get over it,” with a smirk in her sharp New York way, but perhaps my feeling of loss around her was meant to make the impact it has because I need to be more vocal about how I feel about everyone in my life, not just those in my immediate circle, but anyone I consistently see or talk to and let them know what they mean to me, even if it’s the smallest exchange. As they say, you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone, and that is so true, but what if we make an effort to look at what we do have, and make sure we appreciate those people today, and let them know we do, while we still can. SLAY on!

SLAY OF THE DAY: Do you make an effort to let people know what they mean to you? Do you make an effort to reach out or be kind to the people you meet, or see on a regular basis? Of those people, is there someone who you would truly miss if they were no longer there? Let them know SLAYER, let them know what they mean to you, share that with them, you never know when it might be too late.

S – self L – love A – appreciate Y – you